the beginning or the end?

The end or the beginning?

Allison's POV

The process of death was not painful. Dying in the arms of someone you love, knowing they love you. That is the perfect way to die. no pain and no regret.

I remember hearing those stories about how there's a life after death and thinking that's not real. when you end so does life. I should I have given it a second thought...seeing as I believed in werewolves.

now as a angel I stand as a guardian, watching over scott.

"there really is no such thing as fate" I mumble as I look down on scotts life, as it tumbled into a black abyss.

scott POV

as I look up at the blackened sky, a raindrop splatters onto my face and trickles down my cheek, down to my neck. my mood on life seems o be reflected onto the look of Beacon Hills.

Weeks have gone past and everyone has seemed to move on . everyone was present at h-her funeral. I can't even bare to say her name.

Instead of heading to school I jog to the Beacon Hills game reserved, where I find comfort in the woods, the smell of trees, the smell of her....

I close my eyes, when I reopen them Allison is standing in front of me, im on the floor, she runs over to me holding a taser in her hand she bends down and hugs me... The scene shifts. its the night of the winter formal, im in werewolf form but allison, whose in front of me, doesn't seem to care, she takes my face in her hand and brings me forward to a gentle kiss. "Why'd you do that?"

"because I love you"

I'm jolted out the memory by the sound of thunder. when I open my eyes the rain is beating down faster. I close my eyes once more,hoping the memories can turn to reality. Nothing. I look to the sky once more and mutter "There's no such thing as fate" .. as if anyone can hear me I think.

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scott POV

I leaped through to my bedroom window to find an intervention going on, there in my bedroom sat: Stiles, Derek, Isaac and Lydia, assuming it was for me I brought out my claws and through the mirror my eyes glowed red

"if you utter one word about me changing and getting over Allison then you are all wrong" I growled

"get."

I swiped my right claw towards them in a threatening manner.

"out"

I swiped my left arm.

"woah, woah dude" stiles held his hands up in defence.

"it's not for you..we're here to..um" he looks at lydia then he looks away "for lyida"

lydia who sat there twirling her hair and look as if she was daydreaming, looked up

"me?! you sat we were just picking up scott then we'd go shopping!"

"hahaha... sorry" shrugged stiles

I moved to lydia, to sit beside her. stiles and derek followed coming closer so they could hear what was about to be said.

lydia looked down, took a breath, when she looked back up, her eyes were welled up with tears as they brimmed over her eyes.

"I-I see her everywhere I go" her voiced cracked. "I can't get her out my head.. A-allison."

she broke down in sobs, stiles leaned forward and took her head in his shoulder.

I looked away, I didn't know whether to admit I saw her too, would that make me weak?